This shit feeling like a Vegas night
Took risks to get here you scared to the roll the dice
She look like Paradise, don't gotta ask her twice
Sipping gin and juice with the whiskey ice
This that Old G, the mack like Goldie
If you can't call me right now nigga you don't know me
Niggas trying name drop
Call me Snow but I'm too hot
Shopping in the jewelry district I came to cop
Two tone, old hoes hitting my phone
Now they man's calling, calling unknown
Don't call me nigga, call Tyrone
I'm never tripping on a bitch that I don't own
Whips with the pink slips
Sliding to some Johnnie Taylor this shit don't get no skips
Too bougie to smoke swisher sweets
At Strand House eating red meat
What takes lifetime take me one week
Matter fact last week I had an epiphany
To be honest man you niggas ain't got shit on me
I love how this silk fit on me
All gold kit on me
I thank God he never quit on me
I thank God I never quit on myself
Steady chasing bags, nigga don't forget bout yo health
Can't show too much love niggas only out for self
Let's Get Rich, enjoy this wealth
AJ Snow & Jansport J - Let's Get Rich Lyrics
AJ Snow & Jansport J - Let's Get Rich Lyrics
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This shit feeling like a Vegas night
Took risks to get here you scared to the roll the dice
She look like Paradise, don't gotta ask her twice
Sipping gin and juice with the whiskey ice
This that Old G, the mack like Goldie
If you can't call me right now nigga you don't know me
Niggas trying name drop
Call me Snow but I'm too hot
Shopping in the jewelry district I came to cop
Two tone, old hoes hitting my phone
Now they man's calling, calling unknown
Don't call me nigga, call Tyrone
I'm never tripping on a bitch that I don't own
Whips with the pink slips
Sliding to some Johnnie Taylor this shit don't get no skips
Too bougie to smoke swisher sweets
At Strand House eating red meat
What takes lifetime take me one week
Matter fact last week I had an epiphany
To be honest man you niggas ain't got shit on me
I love how this silk fit on me
All gold kit on me
I thank God he never quit on me
I thank God I never quit on myself
Steady chasing bags, nigga don't forget bout yo health
Can't show too much love niggas only out for self
Let's Get Rich, enjoy this wealth
Took risks to get here you scared to the roll the dice
She look like Paradise, don't gotta ask her twice
Sipping gin and juice with the whiskey ice
This that Old G, the mack like Goldie
If you can't call me right now nigga you don't know me
Niggas trying name drop
Call me Snow but I'm too hot
Shopping in the jewelry district I came to cop
Two tone, old hoes hitting my phone
Now they man's calling, calling unknown
Don't call me nigga, call Tyrone
I'm never tripping on a bitch that I don't own
Whips with the pink slips
Sliding to some Johnnie Taylor this shit don't get no skips
Too bougie to smoke swisher sweets
At Strand House eating red meat
What takes lifetime take me one week
Matter fact last week I had an epiphany
To be honest man you niggas ain't got shit on me
I love how this silk fit on me
All gold kit on me
I thank God he never quit on me
I thank God I never quit on myself
Steady chasing bags, nigga don't forget bout yo health
Can't show too much love niggas only out for self
Let's Get Rich, enjoy this wealth
Writer: A Ellis, J Williams
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, EMPIRE PUBLISHING